Chapter 793: Chapter 254: Midnight Theater and the Pawn of the Thirteen Knights (Please Subscribe)
Barre Shepherd left Safflower Manor.
Only then did the duel that dazzled everyone draw to its conclusion.
It was more like a grand performance between geniuses.
The guests, once schadenfreude, now looked at the proud young man standing alone with stunned expressions.
Leonard Churchill stood on a tattered patch of grass, tapping the ground with the tip of his shoe, shaking off the mud that clung to his leather footwear.
He paid no attention to the onlookers, calmly straightening his tattered suit.
The jacket was in tatters, the finely spun white shirt had ripped due to his flexing muscles, and at this moment those strips of cloth could hardly conceal his sinewy upper body muscles.
The clothes were ruined beyond wearing.
He looked at his irreparably damaged attire and let out a “huff,” showing a hint of an unusual expression.
As if he felt a bit of a pity.
But to the onlookers, the scene painted a different picture.
He looked like an elegant and delicate gentleman when his clothes were intact, but the sight of his exaggerated muscles now gave a shockingly stark contrast of power.
The halo of a strong man made him shine brighter than the most lavish chandelier in the banquet hall.
Leonard Churchill stood there, his entire being exuding a lion-like aura, unmatched by anyone around him.
Barre’s talent was already considered unparalleled, astonishing the crowd.
But this man was even more dazzling, blindingly so.
This battle proved everything with Leonard’s strength.
With his own power, he subdued all the young talent in Black Gold City.
Meanwhile, Vera Williams, who had been worried for a long time, cast aside all ladylike decorum and ran over, lifting the hem of her gown.
She boldly hugged Leonard and didn’t hide her excitement, “Wow… Leonard, you’re really amazing!”
At that moment, her clear eyes were filled with bright stars.
Holding the warm skin, Leonard, fearing she would fall, embraced her slender waist, both graceful and gentlemanly.
The guests mostly didn’t know the situation with the Williams family or the origins of Leonard Churchill.
But from what they saw, they knew he was a friend of Vera Williams.
And a very close friend at that.
“This young man must have an extraordinary background; the Williams family has really struck it rich this time…”
“Oh, my daughter from the Robert family is not bad either, why can’t she meet such an outstanding young man?”
“Third Tier able to comprehend Demonic Solution, and with such formidable strength, there are but a few in the whole Federation… what are you thinking, Old Robert?”
The guests, changing their previous scorn, envied and lamented without reservation.
As they listened to these comments, however, the Williams family elders had a difficult time keeping pleasant expressions.
The Clan Elders Meeting had already settled on a marriage alliance, and Howard, the young master of Duke Ross, was the prime choice.
So much so that when Leonard was brought back by Vera as a guest, no one paid him any mind.
They even considered him a “nuisance.”
They hadn’t even bothered to invite him to meet.
Nor had Vera’s parents.
Seeing the outcome now, the expressions of the Williams family elders were as if they had swallowed flies, uniformly turning green.
At this moment, in a nearby building,
Second Master Williams, Fourth Master Williams, and a few other Williams family managers knocked on the door and entered hurriedly.
They looked at the Old Master Williams, who stood silently by the window, and impatiently voiced their opinions.
“Old master, that young man named ‘Sunny’ likely has a significant background! I think we should make efforts to connect with him,” one suggested.
“Yes, and luckily, the arrangement with Duke Ross isn’t fully settled yet, or else it might have been troublesome,” another chimed in.
“Hmph, what settled? There’s no engagement yet. I see it as perfect timing. That young man, willing to duel for Vera, must have sincere intentions. We should invite him to meet us and casually enquire about his family,” a third one added.
“Oh, the fourth brother has a fine daughter. I bet this Sunny fellow is no minor character. Either he’s the son of a powerful congressman or from an ancient Orlan noble family. He wouldn’t have such depth otherwise. If we can establish this connection, our Williams family would also have a say in political matters…”
Business people ultimately value profits above all.
With no outsiders present, a few normally composed Williams managers each excitedly expressed their views to their family patriarch.
It was no wonder they were so anxious; they now realized they had overstepped.
If “Sunny” indeed turned out to be a high-ranking noble young master, having ignored him without a meeting for an entire day was a slight lacking in manners.
But fortunately, there was Vera.
There might still be time to make amends.
However, after much discussion, they noticed that the old master by the window remained silent.
The atmosphere in the room grew awkward.
Finally, someone couldn’t help but ask, “Father, what are your thoughts?”
At that, Old Master Williams let out a cold laugh.
And mocking those before him.
Coming back to his senses, he eyed his disappointing sons and spoke bluntly, “Heh, only now do you realize how blind you’ve been?”
With that statement, the middle-aged men’s expressions simultaneously turned embarrassed.
Old Master Williams didn’t seem inclined to say more, sighing deeply before stating, “Too late!”
It wasn’t just them; the old man himself had been shortsighted.
He had met Leonard once before and was aware that most of the Rose Chamber of Commerce’s operating principles originated from this young man.